Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and the characters. yes, yes, we obviously are all aware of this tragedy )':
A/N: So I gotta admitt that most of my chapter titles come from songs off Drakes CD Take Care , hahaha I couldn't help myself 3 muaaah :* I hope y'all enjoy.
"Be safe, don't open the door for strangers, brush your teeth at night, don't drop the soap, don't engage in illegal activities, make smart choices, don't fuc-"
"DAD!" I screeched, cutting him off mid sentence, did he really just tell me not to drop the soap?...the soap, I'm going to college for fucks sakes not the state penitentiary center!
"Sorry Bells, I'm just a bit nerves you can not blame me, my little girl is going off to college" He says, concern ringing clear in his chocolate brown eyes. I was much like my father in many ways, more so than my mother. We shared his dark brown eyes with golden flecks strood among them, the only unique thing about the Swan family.
Not wanting to hear any more of this pep talk, I kiss my father goodbye telling him I love him and will defo call him when I reach mother fucking Miami University, hollllla. I have to admitt this is hands down the most exciting moment of my life. I'm so damn over North Carolina, I have lived here most of my life and after a while you kinda get a bit sick of seeing the same low class bastards every day. So without a second thought, I slide my happy ass into my 2011 white Jeep Compass and drive away with swag.
9 HOURS LATER with some Drake:
I'm the fuckin man, you don't get it do ya?
Type of money everybody acting like they knew ya
Go Uptown, New York City Biiitch
Some Spanish girls love me like I'm Aventura
Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, Fuckin' women ain't much to do
Wrist blang, got a condo up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain't shit changed
How you feel? how you feel? how you feel?
"TWENTY FIVE SITTIN' ON 25 MIL UHHHHHH!" at this point I'm singing at the top of my lungs, not giving a flying fuck who hears me, I got the windows and my sun roof down feeling like a bad bitch, tehehe. I pull on campass, music still blasting and find a parking space.
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I'mma do it for the Bay, okay
Getting paid well holla whenever that stop
My team good, we don't really need a mascot
Tell Tune "light one, pass it like a relay"
YMCMB you niggas more YMCA
I pull up, park my car and get out, attempting to brush all the crumps off my clothes, eating and driving is a defo no bueno for me. I'm wearing a pair of dark wash destroyed shorts with my Rainbows and a neon yellow Myrtle Beach crop top with my hair fish braided to the side. I look to my left and just about jizz in my shorts. There, standing less then two feet away from me is a guy that looks worthy enough to stick his hands in Bella Swans cookie jar, nom nom nom hot damnnnnnnn.
He has the most even tan complexion that looks achieved from the actual sun and not paid for at Sun Tan City like all the tricks in North Carolina. His hair was gorgeous and unruly, the farthest thing from compliant, not even gonna lie it was mad sexy. Wholly cream of wheat, I just wanted to know his name. He had a black pair of Ray-Bans on his handsome face so I couldn't determine the color of his eyes, pooopersticks. He was wearing a pair of light wash jeans with a few holes in them, grey Nike Air Maxes, and a white Calcutta shirt with a classic 22' black Phiten around his neck.
After I stop gaping like a physco I lift my shades off my face and place them on top of my head and smile shyly, offering my hand "Hi, I'm Bella".
He smirks at my for a minute, giving me a panty melting smile, leaning aganist a black Aston Martin, which I presumed was his, "Edward" he replys with a nod. I slowly drew my hand back feeling dumb and rejected. He removes his shades off his face and I'm pierced with shimmering emerald green eyes. Edward swipes his tongue againist his bottom lip slowly and begins to walk towards me causing me to lean back on my Jeep.
"uhhh..." was the only conherent sentence I could mange, as he leans his face towards me, kinda invading the whole personal bubble shit. Edward's sweet breathe washes over my face and a whimper escapes my mouth, my eyes widen and I'm praying he didn't hear me. But the smirk on his face is all the confirmation I need.
He presses his lips to my neck once and whispers in my ear, "Hmm, well I'm looking foward to getting to know you, Bella" his voice is like melting molten rock, so creamy and smooth like velvet. My knees begin to buck slightly and his arm holds me upright, rubbing small circles on the patch of skin exposed, centimeters away from making contact with my hip piercing.
Edward slowly releases me, slips his shades on and walks away leaving me completely and absolutely stunned. This is going to be one hell of a year, I can assure you.
A/N: Okay so chapter two should be on the way soon , I hope you liked it.